"Impossible, I saw the fate line of the Yellow Springs shadow enveloping you, and your injuries are real......"

The black-haired, waist-high exotic young woman stared at the crowd in disbelief as she clutched her waist, which had almost been half erased.

Michael's clear eyes looked at the enemy, and he slowly raised his left hand.

A golden scale turned from virtual to real, slowly condensed between his fingers.

As the scales tilted, the real and the unreal flipped upside down, and the injuries on everyone's bodies disappeared in an instant.

Immediately, Aya Xiyi stretched out her hand to grasp it, and a simple and mysterious bamboo slip was suspended in front of her, and her small white hand gently wiped it on it, like an eraser across the paper, and the handwriting with everyone's real names slowly dissipated.

The delicate and beautiful little face raised a smug smile, and she muttered in a low voice.

"Indeed, injuries and fate are real, we have distorted reality, modified fate, and everything is real!"

As she spoke, she took a slight step forward, and the purple-black nether flames rose into the sky, and her cold voice became magnificent and ethereal, as if the whole world was resonating with her.

"Just because you also want to peek into our fate in the realm of death?

Bai Nen's little hand was raised high, and the infinite power was condensed in the bamboo slips, as if the enemy was about to be dragged into the world of the dead in the next second, and the eternal town of Infernal Hell.

But a big hand held the soft and gently pulled it down, and seeing Li Rui's inexplicable shake of his head, Aya Xiyi endured it indignantly.

However, the nether flames that escaped swept across the land like ripples, and a group of enemies involuntarily took a few steps back, their faces ugly.

Michael on the side looked at them leisurely, and the corners of his mouth hooked up like a smile but not a smile.

"I've caught a big fish......"

"Brood of Corruption – Lomuiristina"

"Sinful Chaos - Anaika!"

"Shadow of the Yellow Springs - Amandala!"

"Painful Torture – Meneheka"

............

Announcing their names one by one, the noble and holy pure golden pupils swept over everyone, and the faces of several evil gods became more and more ugly.

"It's not in vain that we tried our best to lure you out, and if we face you alone in the final round, the outcome is really unpredictable......"

Michael muttered to himself, although he was arrogant in his heart, but not arrogant.

In terms of the form of existence, the human body is a stitching monster of divinity and personality, and it is useless to reach the mythical level, but in the level below the mythology, the power they can exert is stronger than that of the reincarnated mortal body!

If both sides are fighting with the strongest gods, the three Seraphs are not afraid of these evil gods.

But when they descended to the earth, the energy level limited the limit of their strength, and the number became an important factor in determining victory or defeat.

was really beaten by more than a dozen human bodies, and the three Seraphs might really want to return to the throne and wait for the next reincarnation!

"When the hell did you find out?"

A strange growl, neither male nor female, overflowed from the mouth of the short-haired girl, and a large number of thorns poured out of the hollowed-out wound on her chest, tangling and wriggling like maggots.

"I have to say that your origin divinity is really good to work with, if you don't use all your strength, even we won't be able to see through your disguise. ”

Michael smiled like an elegant monarch answering the doubts of his courtiers.

"Still, when you see the Holy Grail of Destiny, you're still excited, am I right?

Elegant eyes looked at the fashionably dressed girl, but at this time she was no longer as calm as before, and the flames and bullets left subtle marks on her body, making her look a little embarrassed.

"I don't know why, but you're stalling for ......"

A magnetic hoarse voice sounded on the battlefield, and a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the crowd, his evil eyes swept over Li Rui and the others, and he was keenly aware of a trace of unnatural aura.

He scoffed and shook his head nonchalantly.

"But it doesn't matter, sooner or later I'll have to clean up your ......"

As he spoke, he jerked his head up, the corners of his mouth reaching the base of his ears, revealing jagged dagger-like fangs.

"Sacrifice your flesh and soul as a sacrifice of glory!"

"I'll dedicate you uncle!"

A golden red glazed sword qi crossed the heavens and the earth, instantly submerging the human bodies of the evil gods.

........................

A few minutes ago, Olympus Sanctuary

A handsome man in a golden robe half-knelt outside the altar, his head bowed.

"Mistress, [China] and [Holy See] have sent a report that they cannot spy on and interfere with the [Holy Grail War], and hope to get your help. ”

Dressed in an ancient Greek white gauze skirt and a wreath of pure gold branches, Kazama stood in the center of the altar and raised the back of her hand, revealing the imprint of a summoner in a gorgeous and mysterious manner.

"Isn't it only the fate of the contestants that is entangled with it that it is not considered an "external" force?"

muttering to herself, the girl who was always noble and cold in the outside world showed a confused look at this time.

Compared to the Seraph, who was reincarnated with a certain memory, she has a complete personality, but the price is that she has to learn how to be a "god" from scratch!

Moreover, it is not an ordinary god, but the fourth generation to hold the supreme authority of Olympus...... God-King!

A bitter smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and the girl shook her head and reached out to grab it.

Rumble!

A deafening roar resounded throughout the Sanctuary of Olympus, and a piercing thunderbolt slashed from the sky and condensed into a scepter of energy in the girl's hand.

At the same time, her other hand was slowly raised, and the golden divine light condensed in her palm, turning into a delicate statue of the goddess with wings on her back.

"Nike, no, maybe you should be called by a new name, victory itself - Victoria!"

Looking at the pocket statue that looked like a real person in his palm, Sae Kazama felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

The dull and empty eyes have lost their souls, just like the Olympus god system after experiencing Ragnarok, which exists in name only, and can only survive!

Holding the embodiment of divine power, Sae Kazama lightly smacked the thunder scepter in his hand.

Endless lightning snakes spread along the patterns on the altar, instantly turning the entire platform into a liquid thunder pool.

The beautiful eyes gradually lost focus, and their gaze seemed to penetrate the void and look to the end of the long river of time.

A handsome face flashed through his mind, and Sae Kazama whispered softly.

"Who else in the world can stop you two teams from joining forces? Let me see what the future looks like even you are worried about......

The power of the entire Sanctuary was condensed and sublimated under the mobilization of the God King, and the girl's spirituality jumped to a higher dimension, looking at the future with endless possibilities.

After a moment, the out-of-focus pupils suddenly dilated, billions of fates collapsed at one node, and an indescribable chaotic existence condensed all the "possibilities" into a definite "one".